I had the privilege of working with a small team of grounsdmen for a beautiful area in Kent for a few weeks. The grounds contained a private golf course and some stunning scenery the likes of which I’ve never seen previously and likely will not get to see again. Contained within over a hundred acres of land were deers, foxes, shrews and other animals. I was lucky enough to be approaching the ninth hole (a beautiful view of rolling hills and cottages) when two deer jumped out framing the view in an iconic picture. They froze and stood looking at me for several seconds and then just ran off. It was enough time for me to commit it to memory permanently, and to think I was actually getting paid to do that job. How lucky. Five minutes before my last time on site I was called over by another Groundsman. “Shhhh” he whispered pointing down a tree covered shingle bed pathway. I popped my head beneath the shadowy trees and saw the biggest deer I’ve ever seen. He just stood looking at us for at least thirty seconds and then just vanished. Perfect ending to a great job.
Deer! Be still my beating heart and walk don’t run.
Tiptoe before they’re gone.
Don’t capture just confine this bliss to memory.
Photograph in snapshot form this art before me.
Keep the storm still of this wonderous hierarchy.
Add to this a hidden tunnel of majestic awareness.
Like a unicorn in the pleasure dome with no horn I’m called forth.
“Shhhh” he whispered pointing to a different lane.
There he stood all perfect.
In my mind like the rain.